I set out from the Oklahoma panhandle with family, a seven and a half hour trip on small eastern New Mexico two-lanes, through towns like Nara Visa, Clovis, Portales and Roswell. I knew I'd have trouble with the Cloud Quaker meeting so I gave log-on and password to a friend. She, however, still couldn't get on. The computer did not give her the option to say "I am the host." When I logged on by phone, out in the plains near Roswell, same thing. It didn't recognize me and told me to wait for the host.
It turns out I could have prevented it by going in there way before hand and setting up two or three hosts. This will be my New Year's resolution.
My sincere apologies for a lost meeting, to all who tried to log on and attend.
I was out in the plains near Roswell, with a car full of family and dogs, unable to do anything about it.
Sunday, January 2, 2022
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